A/N: I'm sorry about the late update! But its another long chapter so its worth it, right?

YJ-Lover: Two of your predictions are corrrect! Well one prediction was correct and then half of two of your other predictions were correct. But I was very surprised that you got them because I'm trying to be unpredictable in this story. They were great guesses though. :D

Just curious: Did anyone REALLY think that there would be a cheesy romantic hospital scene in this chapter? Jeesh, you guys should know me better by now! Well it is a little cheesy but its not the cheesiest cheese. I promise.

Disclaimer: Do I own Young Justice? O-nay (That's Pig Latin for 'no').

Day 2: Accident

Megan drove to the hospital. Dick had managed to snag a van from Wayne Enterprises and Megan, being the only one among them besides Wally who actually had a license, was reduced to driving. She wasn't exactly in the best state for the job. The entire ride tears spilled down her cheeks, staining green makeup all over the front of her costume. But she was the best candidate seeing as Wally was in even worse condition.

The van was completely silent until Wally, who had been doing his best to remain calm, lashed out by smacking the dashboard with his palms and screaming in frustration.

Megan jumped in surprise and Superboy placed a hand on her shoulder from his seat behind her.

"Wally-" Dick said, reaching a hand towards his friend but his arm fell to his side awkwardly when Wally shirked away. "Wally, she's fine. Roy is already there. He said-"

"Shut up," Wally said quickly, "Sorry, dude, just stop- Just stop. Please."

Dick looked over at Zatanna helplessly but this only made the situation even more awkward seeing as he was seated between Barbara and Z and looking at Z required ignoring Babs.

"Dick," Babs said sharply, drawing the boy's attention away from the other girl, "We're here."

Dick looked up to see that Megan was sliding in to the hospital's parking lot. It was a Saturday afternoon so there weren't many empty spaces. Megan, still shaken from the news of Artemis' accident, was doing her best to maneuver the van around the traffic lines without exceeding 5 miles per hour.

Wally couldn't wait any longer.

Before any of them could stop him and before Megan had managed to hit the brakes Wally threw the passenger door open and jumped out of the van. He hit the ground running and almost tripped from the sudden momentum but he righted himself and ran towards the entrance of the ER.

"Should we-" Megan said, staring after the red-head.

"No. Park." Dick told Megan, "He needs a minute alone with her."

Wally sprinted through the revolving doors and practically pushed a nurse out of his way in his hurry to reach the front desk. If the secretary thought it was strange that a boy in a head to toe yellow spandex suit began demanding to see his girlfriend she didn't say anything.

"What's her name?"

"Artemis, Artemis Crock," Wally choked, pulling the cowl back from his face.

"She's stabilized in room B07, right down the-"

"Wally?"

Wally turned to see Roy standing a few feet away. His mask was off and shoved in a pocket and in his arms were two clipboards that were thick with paperwork.

"What are you doing? Are you okay?" Roy asked, shifting the clipboard's to one arm before placing a hand on Wally's shoulder.

"I'm fine. What about Artemis is she-"

"She's just peachy," Roy said, "hasn't woken up yet but she's stable. Oliver's fine too in case you were interested."

"Yeah, sorry, that's great. Where is she?" Wally asked, pushing Roy's hand from his shoulder.

"Room B07-" Before Roy could finish an alarm went off behind the front desk.

The secretary that Wally had spoken to earlier turned to her computer, eyes wide as she fumbled for her speaker.

"Room B07 has flatlined. We need a doctor in there stat, bring paddles," the secretary yelled and her voice carried over the frantic voices of other ER patients, practically drowning them all.

Wally stumbled away from the front desk and began running again, in the direction Roy had indicated. He ignored Roy shouting after him as he repeated the room number in his head over and over, B07, B07, B07, as a sort of mantra.

When he reached Artemis' room a moment later with a team of doctors right on his heels he shoved the door open, expecting to see Artemis convulsing and foaming at the mouth or worse: lifeless, lying pale and helpless on the thin white hospital sheets.

He never expected her to be in the condition that he found her in.

"Oh. Hey, Wally," Artemis said from her cot when she noticed him. She was sitting up and staring at her shed finger monitor in frustration. "Do you think you can you get this thing to shut off for me?"

It was then that he noticed the incessant whine of the heart rate monitor beside her bed. The single, monotone line that drifted across the screen and the fact that she had discarded the finger monitor told him that she hadn't actually flatlined she'd just woken up and started ripping out all of the needles and tubes that were keeping her alive.

Under normal circumstances Wally would have snapped at her to stop being such an idiot and forced the monitor back on to her finger, but these were far from normal circumstances. Instead he simply stood there drinking in the fact that she was actually alive.

Before he could say anything the doctors that had been just behind him came careening in to the room with paddles, prepared to 'revive' Artemis.

"Clear!" the lead doctor shouted as he ran towards Artemis' bedside.

The girl looked up him sheepishly, rubbing the gauze that had been wrapped around her forehead.

"Uh, sorry, I'm fine. Can you just turn this thing off?" Artemis asked as the doctor lowered the paddles.

He seemed almost disappointed that he hadn't gotten a chance to revive her but he and his team of nurses set to work reattaching everything that Artemis had removed.

Wally watched silently from the doorway as the equipment was rearranged around Artemis' bed: the pulse monitor on her finger was readjusted; an IV and a blood drip were squeezed back in to her arm.

Eventually the doctors trickled from the room, reminding Artemis not to disturb the monitors again.

It wasn't until they left that Wally approached her.

From the doorway she had seemed alright, a little banged up but not too seriously injured. Up close Wally noticed the blood leaking through the gauze on her head, the stitches that ran along her jawbone, the bruises that dotted her arms like connect-the-dots and the telltale pale tint of her skin that told him she had lost a lot of blood.

"Hey. So, what's up?" Artemis asked, breaking the silence as Wally balanced on the end of her cot.

"Not funny," Wally said, inching closer to her as if testing the atmosphere. "Why did you leave?"

"The con?" Artemis asked in surprise, "I was just going with Oliver to-"

"You almost died."

"Wally, it was an accident. Accidents happen," Artemis said frowning. "Think of it as a false alarm. I worried you sure, but I'm fine. See?"

Artemis took Wally's hand and held it in between her own. Wally was shocked by the abrupt chill of her skin on his. Normally Artemis' fingers were warm, heated from her constantly fiddling with them, but now they felt like icicles as they rested along his own fingers.

"A false alarm?" he asked, staring at her whitish hand.

"Sure, a- What do they call it? A failsafe."

Before she could protest Wally wrapped his arms around her. He hardly cared that she was hooked up to half a dozen machines or that she was particularly sore at the moment or that her friendliness was probably due to the high doses of morphine being pumped in to her system. He needed to feel that she was alive and he held her against his chest, hoping that the heat that normally radiated from him would warm her somehow.

A moment later Artemis pushed him away, her cheeks uncharacteristically flushed.

"Wally, stop."

"What? Why?" he pouted.

Artemis picked uncomfortably at the thin hospital gown she had been dressed in and sighed.

"Just not when I'm in these clothes okay? I feel naked, and not in a fun way."

"What do you-"

"Is Oliver okay?" she cut him off before he could finish.

"Oh, I think so. Roy said- Well that can wait. Artemis, there's something I need to tell-"

"Artemis!"

Wally groaned as the perky green girl launched herself across the room and scooped Artemis in to a hug.

"Uh, Megan, don't hug me while I'm wear-"

"Megan! She's hooked up to a lot of machines right now. She probably shouldn't be hugged." Wally said abruptly, cutting Artemis off before she could start talking about nakedness again.

"Oh, of course, I'm sorry," Megan said pulling away from her friend. "I'm just so glad you're alright! I shouldn't have left you alone in the parking lot. If only I had stayed with you… I'm sorry, this is all my fault."

Artemis stared at the girl incredulously and shook her head, "Megan-"

"This isn't her fault!" Conner said as he appeared in the doorway.

"No one said it was," Artemis snapped at the boy before turning to Megan who had started crying, "Megan, you couldn't have stopped me from going with Oliver. It's not your fault. It was just a freak accident. That's all."

After a moment of sniffling Megan looked back up at her friend, "You're okay?"

"Yeah," Artemis smiled, "Just hit my head. Thank God for air bags, without them I'd be-"

"Fine," Wally interrupted, "You'd be fine."

"Yeah, fine."

"Arty, how are you?" Dick said as he appeared behind Megan.

"Goddammit, Dick! I'm already in the hospital. You don't need to scare me half to death," Artemis yelled at the kid as she held a hand to her chest.

"She's fine," Dick smirked, leaning towards the girl and staring at her head injury, "Good thing too. I have some bad news."

"Oh no, Oliver is he-"

"He's fine," Dick confirmed, turning to look at each of his teammates in turn. Wally was still seated beside Artemis, Megan was leaning on the rail towards the head of the cot and Conner was sulking a few feet away, his arms crossed casually. "It's about the movie. The filming has been postponed until further notice."

"Why?" Megan asked curiously.

"Well, I kind of hacked in to Wayne Enterprises security system…"

"Dick," Wally said, angrily, "Why would you do that? You must have known Bruce would catch you."

"It was for a good reason."

"Dick," Artemis said, glaring at him, "Spill."

"The thing is…" Dick trailed off reluctantly. He was about to give up answering when he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder and looked up to see Conner staring down at him.

"You can tell us," Conner said and Dick was surprised that that statement was possibly the nicest thing he had ever heard Conner say to anyone besides Megan.

"The thing is that I needed to hack the security system in order to get information about Megan's relations."

Megan's eyes widened before her brows furrowed in confusion.

"But…why? Couldn't you have just asked me?" she pondered.

"No," Dick shook his head, "It was information that even you wouldn't have known. It was all in your file that Bruce has set up for your movie contract and it involved your…deportment. I'm working on it."

"Well," Artemis said after a moment of silence, "I guess that's as good an excuse as any. Let's give the kid a break, shall we? Anyway, about this postponement, does it mean what I think it means?"

Dick frowned at the rampant hopefulness on Artemis' face.

"Yes, we're on hiatus."

"Yes!" Artemis shouted at the same time that Wally buried his face in his hands and moaned, "No~"

"Why are you so excited?" Wally asked the blonde.

"I needed a vacation," Artemis shrugged, "This is going to be great. Just imagine: the Bahamas, the beach and a Virgin Cocktail."

"You are way too happy about this," Dick frowned but the boy didn't fail to notice the steady blush engulfing Wally's cheeks. Dick smirked, knowing that his best friend was most definitely imagining Artemis lying on the beach in a bikini.

"Hey," Artemis said, looking around the room after a moment of daydreaming about the beach, "Where's Zatanna? Didn't she come with you guys?"

"She did," Megan confirmed as she proceeded to brush Artemis' tangled blonde hair with a comb that she had produced from her handbag, "I wonder where she wandered to."

"Yeah, I wonder…" Dick trailed off, staring at the doorway with a sinking feeling in his stomach.

Zatanna was quite possibly the only team member that realized the van was still running with the keys in the ignition when Megan and the others sprang from the vehicle to the ER at a record breaking speed. So she sighed, turned the car off and locked the doors, making her way towards the hospital at a brisk yet reasonable pace.

By the time she reached room B07, Megan had tackled Artemis in to a hug and Zatanna smiled from the doorway, happy to know that her friend was fine. Convinced that Artemis could use more than a hug Zatanna walked over to the gift shop to buy her blonde friend some fresh clothes seeing as Artemis' uniform had had to be cut from her body to check for injuries.

Zatanna only knew this because of Dick, who had almost cried when the nurse had informed him of the costumes irreparable state over the phone. At least Dick had a spare Artemis costume, the one that would be used in the movie but a costume nonetheless. At the moment, however, Artemis had nothing to wear home.

So Zatanna shifted through racks of t-shirts and cargo pants in the hospital's gift shop, looking for something that would appease her picky blonde friend.

"Can I help?"

Zatanna yelped and spun to find Barbara Gordon standing over her shoulder. The red-headed girl had her arms crossed behind her back and a permanently inquisitive look on her face.

"Uh, sure," Zatanna said with a smile, trying in awkward politeness to be friendly to the girl who was possibly Dick's girlfriend.

Barbara nodded and began to sift through clothes as well, standing in companionable silence as Zatanna picked out a green sweater and a pair of thin brown shorts.

Before Z could bring her items to the register Barbara grabbed her elbow and pulled her backwards in to a corner. It was more private there and Babs was able to stare down at Z inquisitively before demanding: "What are you to Dick?"

Zatanna was impressed at her directness. The girl didn't cycle around the subject. She got straight to the point.

"He's my best friend," Zatanna said without pause.

"He's mine too," Barbara admitted, crossing her arms without any apparent hostility.

"No, well- um," Z said awkwardly, swinging the clothes in her arms, "Honestly? He's more than that. We do everything together. I can't imagine spending time with anyone besides Artemis and Megan and him. But they're my girlfriends. He's my boy- guyfriend."

Barbara stared down at Z with an unreadable expression. It was a moment before Zatanna broke her stare to look at the curls of long red hair that framed Barbara's face. Babs was very pretty. Dick would have to be an idiot not to have a crush on her. She was smart too and fun-

"Fine," Barbara said.

"Fine?" Zatanna repeated.

"I'm going back to Gotham Academy tonight. I dorm there. I probably won't be able to spend time with Dick until this whole movie thing is over, anyway. For now, I'll lend him to you."

"You'll…lend him? To me?" Zatanna said in confusion.

"Yeah, that's right," Barbara said leaning closer to Z, "But understand something. Dick and I? We're always gonna be together. No matter how close you get to him he's always gonna have me, waiting back in Gotham. And when this whole movie thing is over? I plan on telling him how I feel."

Zatanna stood in shock for a moment, her mouth opening and closing without any words being produced by the pointless action. Eventually Zatanna's lips curled in to a wry grin.

"You can try but I plan on telling him too," Zatanna said extending a hand, "May the best girl win?"

"I plan on it," Barbara said with a smirk as she shook Z's hand. With one last amused expression Barbara sauntered away from Z, making her way back out of the gift shop. Before she exited she turned to Zatanna and called, "Tell Dick I said goodbye, will you?"

Zatanna shook her head infinitesimally, feeling the slightest twinge of respect for the older girl and before she whispered, "Don't count on it."

Later that night Dick managed to sneak out of room B07. He didn't want to leave.

Inside, Megan and Conner were curled up on the spare cot adjacent Artemis'. Artemis was asleep on her own cot with Wally lying beside her, his arms carefully laid behind her neck and across her stomach. Artemis had dubbed him her own personal heater earlier when she requested him to position himself like this and Wally, usually affronted by insults, hadn't uttered a single complaint. Zatanna was seated beside the couple on a plush chair and Dick himself had been on the chair beside hers when his sleep had been interrupted by his cell-phone.

He'd missed a call and as he scrolled through his Recents and pressed a familiar number he found himself waiting impatiently for the owner of the cell phone to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Kaldur!" Dick greeted, "We've missed you the past couple of days."

"I have missed you too, my friend. I heard about Artemis' accident. Is she-"

"Yeah, she and Oliver are fine. So, did you get the information I asked about?" Dick pressed.

"Yes," Kaldur said with a hearty sigh. There was a pause on the line before he continued, "I'm afraid your assumption was correct…there is a mole on the team."

Please forgive Babs (I really do love her, honestly) in this chapter if her personality is a little...off. I don't have much to go on in this series as far as her temperament and I was thinking that if she's a little older than Dick she's probably gonna wait until he's older to make her move sooo...this happened. Please don't hate me for it, that was only a small part of this chapter. I hope you enjoyed the rest. :D

Sooo...Review? Please?